And so here it is. My first rejection letter. I sent my horror story to a webzine yesterday, and the editor has already replied. Not only was this an incredibly short turn around time, but the editor was also courteous and encouraging:

“Thank you for submitting “Better Even than Getting Laid” to (my webzine). Although interesting, this story did not appeal to me enough to accept it.

I wish you the best of luck in placing this tale elsewhere.”

Fair enough. I’d thank him for his time, but I don’t want to clutter up his Inbox. Instead, time to roll up my sleeves, scrutinize the horror market, and find the next place to send my story. Perhaps I’d be wise to send it to some place dedicated exclusively to horror.

In other news, I started writing a military SF story this evening while in a silly frame of mind, and was surprised to find something good squirming into existence before my eyes. I’ve stopped writing, having realized that I need to go back to the beginning and start it anew, taking into account all the ideas and changes I came up with as I went. It’s a fun concept, and while I’m scared somebody may have already written it up and the idea may be only novel to me, I’ll go ahead and see what happens.

Wish me luck!